The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 71

Chopje 1 Waking Up

Chapter 71: Waking Up

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There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, followed by the sound of Neil's voice, cool and collected as always, "Did something happen?"

"Someone is following Anya. Not one of ours. Find out if anyone caught them on camera," Daniel instructed.

"I'll get my people on it," he said, his tone light and somber. "We'll find out what we can. But you know it could be them instead of Stanley, right?" "I know," Daniel answered, glancing back at Anya's sleeping form.

"Your tricks have put a target on her back. Now they know what you would do to get her; they can't wait to get their hands on her," Neil said. "We don't know that it is them," Daniel said with a frown.

"True, but the chances are getting greater each day. Why couldn't you do like other men who have messed up and gone on your knees and begged? This is a lot of mess to clean up; are you sure you want to keep dealing with this legally? You know, there are many other ways..." Neil

started.

"It will not come to that. Find Stanley," Daniel instructed.

"Yes, boss,"

Daniel had only just ended the call; when his phone rang again, it was his mother. Worried that the sound would wake Anya,

"Mum," he answered.

"I heard what happened. How is Anya?" she asked.

"She is fine, mom," he answered.

"How could you let this happen? I thought you put some security on Anya," she said.

"She didn't like them, so I had them stay away. There is only one team around her. They are supposed to stay away and observe. It is not ideal. If something happens, they can't get close enough to her in time like today," he said, running his hand through his hair, "Briny her home later; I will convince her to let you put security on her."

"Okay," Daniel answered.

she doing?" his mother

asleep,"

Changer 21. Waking Up

you should meet him when you get back," she

"Okay,"

hung up the phone, Daniel couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the pit of his stomach. He knew that until he got

the mingled scents of stale beer, cigarette smoke, and quiet menace. Three men huddled over a battered table,

piece of paper across the scarred wooden surface with a meaty hand.

leaned in immediately, eyes narrowing as they scanned the meticulously printed list of names. An array of influential figures from the realms of business, entertainment, and politics-people of wealth and power who all have bounties on their heads. Tracing a calloused fingertip down the list, one of the others grunted in surprise. "Hold

from beneath his lowered brow. "That's Daniel Shaw's wife, you fools." The implications settled over the table like a dark cloud. Even in their shadowy underworld ecosystem, the

that whoever put the contract on that broad has a damn death wish, but it is the

high-up organizations would take the

I heard Jimmy already took

the other men froze, eyes cutting toward the speaker with disbelief.

You talking about our Jimmy? Tell me you're shitting me,

then had they realized

than saying a word, the third man slid a burner phone

in their minds. They had

line was ringing once...

Jimmy jolted upright at the shrill ring, shattering the silence of his

motel room.

on the sagging mattress, mentally replaying his

art store when Jimmy made

fled straight through the doors of the imposing Shaw Group building across the

that, trying to extract her would have been

at the unfamiliar number flashing on his burner's cracked screen but swiped. to accept the call.

man, what's good?" Some of the tension bled from Jimmy's shoulders at the deep sound of

friend and former partner-in-crime wasted no

right now, Jim? There in the